Dear X,
Sometimes I run on about how “you don’t know me”, because well, it annoys me. In truth, I think you see right through me and is just playing along to humour me.
Soooooooooooooooooo annoying that you’re right.
-Karen
Dear X,
I miss you. Sometimes I feel like this is the only place where I can say it without you having to make a fuss about how we’ll meet soon and how I should’t pressure you. I understand that you’re busy and that we can’t meet as often as we’d like. I know this, and you know I’ll wait. I just wanted to say that I miss you, okay? No ulterior motives.
I love you,
Karen
Dear X,
Stop feeling like crap. We, as in the body you’re not taking care of, are angry at you. D: Stop moping around over him, stop regretting things you know you couldn’t have prevented, stop whining about your current situation and take care of us.
-Your angry body